I’m an Italian father of a sweet, energetic, smart little girl of 5, husband of a splendid, enduring, clever wife. I daily fight with my direct, impulsive and stagy me by turning reflective, rational and diplomatic. I’m exacting from myself, from people around me, from the world and from the destiny. I like to decompose in smaller parts what happens to me and around me, trying to distinguish the cause from the effect.
I always thought not to be lucky, but to deserve the fortune I had achieved with sacrifice. Until I understood that some facts, that happen in our life, cannot be controlled or escaped, no matter the effort we make.
One fact, a big one, has been my daughter’s diabetes, happened when she turned 5.
My life changed, my perspective changed. I passed through rage. I blamed my God. I turned hopeless. I fought against her hypos and hypers. I learnt to cohabit with all of this.
I slowly understood that, as a father, I’ve a mission, the mission to make my daughter believe in life.
I decided to have a blog, but not a D-blog, not only! Because diabetes is today and for our future a part of our life, is not our life. I want to tell a story, the story of a father that wants to grow her child, grow with her child, sharing choices, mistakes, hopes, wishes.